Dee

In the passage there's a fight, between the drinkers and vagrants, her youngest suffers in silence, some ports are a sty, behind the lip of alley ways, where the cruise ships lie, she goes forward with a sigh, a cool oasis mind contained, away from the tourist cries, their brains are fried, what you would expect anyway, by sun, sex and wine, stilled by a daughter dying, laughing like no one's to blame, she dreams of islands, waits a moment for a lamp to shine, the monastery’s sweet gaze, a loving darkness around her light, kneels to an ancient flame.

Dolores

You laugh the way you do, but it’s not the heat, the desert doesn't frighten you, that’s not you you say, these flowers stay sweet, even after the rain, you are like a worn shoe, brown and sixty three, before the wind rocked cruel, but you won’t blow away, like the autumn leaves, nothing disturbs your sway, just the yellow and grey, poverty you turned to dreams, lying back on hot spring days, not letting the doom crew, turn your head or make it seem, sad dancing at a Blues, stay with me.

Dimica

Before you came for me, asked me to carry the light, of law across the sea, you said it made you burn, a love you thought was right, bid mighty ships to turn, famed in daylight for their speed, their whispered sails at night, stentorian terms agreed, parchment sparkles in the bow, a power beyond my sight, three whole days you begged to learn, provided therapy for all to see, on cushions beneath my thighs, famed or broken ill at ease, you wailed out your misery, " let me love a child'', a broken tort on my knees, fury in your smile.

Caleah

More than any swollen eye, love holds the door ajar, a hair break down the line, inflated or on the wane, she can cry if she pleases, if the same happens again, home is not a pig sty, compared to that other hoopla, made by another's lies, who needs this game, she brings a doll's stare, the mental pictures she frames, by water she asks why, swears she'll go far, never forgets the war inside, Hell is on the fly, or the highway burning tar, she sees the harvest light, where's her Da ?

Ceyda

She's happy can't you see, she didn't want to be alone, there wasn't enough energy, you didn't treat her right, skimmed her like a stone, she never could shake those nights, you have to let her be, hair sailed out she dances home, did you see that rolling sea, a mirror for your plight, did she make you last to know, melted fudge angel delight, born in a cotton shield, she'd never deliberately throw, sand across your jelly beans, bluegrass rings down the valley, makes your blood flow, love we couldn't reach, now she steals the show.

Cathy

Our day is just beginning, i dance arms out wide, Burbo Bank is full of swimmers, she kills me with her thighs, next to me like a bride, she twists her twisted smile, a constant cigarette brimming, drips blue water at my side, a writer for the losers, I won’t say she’ll survive, her likes don't cross the line, like ships upon the tide, she isn’t called for giving, never understands a mother’s why, but doesn't want to sin, i could demand many things, Medea would use the knife, but why when you can sing, just praise the time.

Cally

Deep burnt eyes this January, her work sets her free, even if she loves spiritually, what separates her wooden nails, taut canvas lets her see, painting is a hero game, surrounded by the raging sea, she feels the pull of Liberty, lights her mis en scene. Our Lady frees the pain, in yellow nights of dreams, even if she looks the same, a bravura of scurried fields, maps the bottle, men she weaned, away from that disease, i'm doubtful of her sanctity, a winter of religious scenes, she pencils in another frame, splits another masterpiece. pain, energy, day miss, bliss, christmas, insist those uncertain questions, whip us everyday, to know cruel prison, can they see your feet, the mangrove ticks with heat, no fire or blue reason she won't ever see a horizon of celebrity

Carol

You'd gamble anything, my sister says, including a tiny waist, around your bones, do you ever retain, the time we spent alone, but you shied away, chased lovers like the rain, at sounds of break of day, going out as we came in, could you see us any other way, smoking your Marlboro thins, maybe now you laugh or groan, dance in sunlight forget the pain, never a need to atone, can't you feel the rage, us little ones displayed, confused by other's praise, is no one to blame ?

Bassima

Sister what was that time, when I sought out prayers on trains, sweated in your clime, did you catch me rocking, arms like drain pipes in the rain, it isn't me that mocks, the great poets of Alexandrine, God is not afraid, there is a love inside, see my tears and help me up, maybe we pay all the same, don't turn away my look, will you ever bide the line, play me into the game, say everything will be fine, anchors bind me like twine, freighters ply their ancient lanes, i sit beside the tide, cannot say your name.

Betulah

Do you know what to fake, or will a lifetime of greed, bring the love you castigate, sometimes i wonder, what's in your creed, your gift or number, what about the cries you make, often with a surly need, is it all part of your game, will kindness bring a future, a tremble to your knees, you lipsticked, high heeled loner, will you tell me on the freeway, in bright days of belief, that luck is not appropriate, we need not live by taking, knowing there is more to be, understand what we dissipate, weirdness you throw at me. try,die, cry, strive, strife pain, energy, day miss, bliss, christmas, insist those uncertain questions, whip us everyday, to know cruel prison, can they see your feet, the mangrove ticks with heat, no fire or blue reason she won't ever see a horizon of celebrity

Barbara

A needle truth is never drawn easy, especially on this campaign, why did you gild the lily, your ice cold fish knife, is no child's game, held towards my eyes, slash of metal from the crease, chasing glory these days, is this the woman you want to be, a siren of strife, who cannot be tamed, outside fire's odyssey, they loved you at Thebes, heathens chant your name, silk and gold on wine bright sea, you crossed the Peloponnese, but things are never the same, salt in your movement on the breeze, Africa in your gaze.

Barra

Who can resist, or diminish your flame, sometimes in a wayward kiss, hidden by mountains and scree, a terrible supply of waste, men drool at your feet, beware those who seek bliss, you turn to me and say, was i being remiss, the hollows tick with heat, you grant them little space, a wind is worth seeing, let them all go hiss, you say again, rage will absolve us, for everything we miss, we'll see troubles again, fall off the list, uncertain questions, shoved or tossed away, fools seeking justice, you hold the reins.

Bernice

Trees of a green beach, that your bones can't undo, spread by gentle breeze, a banshee wail of what to see, and what to lose, when it hits your creek, you lie before the enemy, will you slake their mood, hidden by wine and scree, a terrible supply of energy, unshaven workers drool, can they see your feet, it's hard to be discreet, what you've been through, so why laugh easy, the mangrove ticks with heat, fish hang stunned by pools, on yellow sand you redeem, all that bathe's you.

Brooklyn

Its an untidy little family, those three missed trains, when you left for Cleveland, was is it only a wish to share, that love should remain, alive at the vanished home, or are those lines too neat, in the wine you gave away, after singing in the streets, beyond the frosted glare, your bloodless eyes in winter rain, smoke blowing off your hair, wrapped around you like Teralyne, you’ll never change, our Ma used to say, a bed in the hospice scheme, orderlies rush with trays, no more whistles of childhood dreams, you laugh just the same.

Ava

I wake to a lemon light, my lover lies supine, everything now is all right, sunrise on the Levantine, where Cavafy lived and died, making verses to Alexandrine, in Arab clothes taking tea, an iron kettle on the fire, his heroes look to Constantine, salt whorls a global tone, swallows thrum yellow skies, her dancing shakes lovely bones, and exhausts the loins, of last night’s wine, she won't want to dramatise, or turn need to fight, the dawn of early disguise, lights from our Valentine, hot brown days go by. tidal stones draw them near absence of any pain as if this hurricane no fire or blue reason she won't ever see above us the sky looking out she sees the sky, her e cigarette treated, like a wing on the lee, a horizon that's bright, she thinks she's a celebrity, the wind is all seeing is clear.

Abira

Is it a sin to will you home, do only children dance, in years long gone, Verde warms the terrace bar, Campari, sunglasses, chance, you'll adore my shining car, a grave outside your bones, i pray at the gates of France, regret you haven't come, looking at you from afar, sellophane shimmer in far distance, who am i to name your star, sour ball dusk on your phone, starlings wing your electric prance, evening glints your perfect tone, will I see you again, feel awkward at your glance, drumming fires atone, my furious balance.

Aileen

How can i contemplate gain, acting like some forgotten seer, as if that hurricane, will protect my bones, make a river draw them near, a time to be sought alone, like animals of the plain, howl weeping towards our fear, can we ever love again, last winter by tidal stones, when we sat close to tears, was it like coming home, does our soul work that way, a trapeze of childless years, eyes trying to fix a place, where we don't hesitate, when she draws me near, the absence of any pain, suddenly is clear.

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We stand with her ashes, she made us swear at the ferry, we lay her down with her Sash, she cut a fine dash dismissed worries we levied, said life is but a flash, thank God for her cash, what it was not to worry, whirr of the morphine backlash, more than any drum crash, purr from a yellow reverie, are we not the people she asks, in the manner of her fashion, we all accepted tributaries, once as fired as Potash, Orange kids without a wash, proud at the morning jetty, cheeks pale as potato mash, her migrant epiphany.

Zena

I want to be free, says my lover from on high, between you and the sea, no fire or blue reason, looking out she sees the sky, her e cigarette treated, like a wing on the lee, a horizon that's bright, she thinks she's a celebrity, the wind is all seeing, kind but cold cabin light, she has hopes of eternity, it won't stand scrutiny, in places she thinks she's right, a short step to eternity, but can't you please see, on these long flights, bags shifted for harmony, weigh heavy at night.

Zulfina

I'm sat here aghast, shuddering at what i'd caught, thinking this cannot last, my partner is asking, a penny for your thoughts, how do i break her fast, i want to see her on the tap, dancing on thorns, a modern day iconoclast, Oh it's useless i'm fat, i'd rather be caught, on the next mountain pass, another screams avoid her crap, struggling to be born, i swell under Burlap, can't dream of your class, silken not torn, listening to your gasps, broken unsought.

Yannisa

When i was losing cred, you cried don't be undone, i won't see you again, you sent me ahead, dancing forlorn, where else but the tent, freedom a sense of dread, unlike Anthony Powell, who'd sat and read, having given a son to tread, a lonely path alone, lost like Pliny in his head, couldn't pray for rest, or listen to the stones, his manner always myriad, unlike mine let it be said, when our paths have gone, use lipstick instead, throw music at my storm.

Yola

How do we measure love, do you look at the sea, wonder if there ever enough, she talks of sleeping rough, and what it means to be, on top of that trough, its no use acting tough, better be at any cafe', make good of prison, no running or hurrying up, go to museums for freedom, drink wine by broken cup, not too many scruples, washing feet on desolation street, screaming her rebuffs, flips a coin sees enough, worse than jail she tells me, forsake it all delay the 'cuff, my grand schemes.

Yasmin

I was sighing 'you don't believe me,' we are leaving from Idaho, take drink and forget lethargy, but i haven't got the energy, she is such a giving soul, this friend of Marguerite's, my Italian friend says she, is recent to New York, but doesn't live there happily, maybe because she feels guilty, she wears a lovers crown, and only now sleeps fitfully, why do thoughts betray our dreams, or try make us atone, by staring at the empty country, in winter sun the train makes speed, it's as good as being alone, she paints her face for security, i hold the mobile phone.

Yanka

How do i treat this scene, looking neat on vodka, as if it will protect me, off my face and green, mascara pushed down the sofa, eyes turned around discreet, fix this place like a dream, red and yellow dank cellar, she asks where've you been, my greatest days say Si, she loosens first my collar, we sit side by side redeemed, she is like a gift from the sea, brings me Bollinger, at the next epiphany doesn't bother with history, has neither sou nor dollar, wants to drink to chastity, before i start to holler.

Yaya

What separates us from our best, does a sail make us shrill, our flight to change address, a raging thirst to assess, a map, some salt,let us kill, at the sight of your caress, any more to your requests, than nights battered or still, to fix our weathered compass, locate the inventive West, have us eat our fill, hope we pass the test, shape our days at sea or rest, face each wave or rill, struggle against each duress, send us back if we egress, be devoured by men or kids, by flame or water to confess, he who tempers will.

Yerma

She kills me with her being, on stretched out sunny days, dances like a fallen queen, talks of seeing, an artist bright and unfazed, called Jennifer Frean, who never left her street, tho' she traveled many ways, a young woman beat, that leaves me careening, hearing a midnight train, when love like Lorca's weaving, sends part of me reeling, falling like the rain, on St Anthony's quay, an empty feeling seeking, morning cafe' warmth and cakes, pain of the ladron stealing, across my face.

Virginia

Forget ferocious ease, or a justice sought, our daughter's genie, seeks explosive release, what cannot be bought, her sisters do not please, she shakes her keys, November in New York, it's certainly no Odyssey, filled with loving thoughts, for her concerned family, she stamps her feet, nothing better wrought, than the hiss of blasphemy, the issue of retreat, more than any human cause, won't dilate her screams, or satisfy her Karpie, who gurgles more.

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Sarah

Can you see me rocking, what flag have you unfurled, you feel inside my pockets, is it me whose locket, blows cold upon your stare, God is not for mocking, when a love blows softer, loneliness not for sharing, a fuse without a socket, take your callow offer, anchors won't bind this girl, ships roll by forgotten, we sit by trees and parking, your hand around my curls, laugh when i look startled, beneath blonde blossom, would you even care, why i feel so rotten, swollen beyond a dare.

Sophie

Do we keep or burn, a love like gas, the flame turned down, you can demand the crown, now time has passed, you're not perturbed, on drugs you went to town, but you'd never collapse, there was always a prayer, on smokey brown chairs, with songs so crass, consider them trounced, all i did was have affairs, to hold you fast, raise you from the ground, let you warm and learn, lovers talk made you laugh, you never really did care, or say it would last.

Quella

When you talk coastlines, when you feel rain, remember this time, don't try to pay my fine, coming home you say, we don't need to downsize, smile down the line, wait for a dismal train, passengers like needles in sunshine, feted for your crimes, a bridge across the plain, lost in your own designs, it never turns out right, our youngest is a vagrant, sleeping, drinking wine, church bells ring and chime, please do realise your games, somewhere a solace flies, far away from pain.

Patricia

Eyes beat like fireflies, you are no one's fool, dancing on the bread line, they ask me why, this Sunday in June, one face of your Christ, sunlight on the lilac, you're 38 and cool, but gone beyond signs, crazy side of the lines, the way you move, your veiled over cries, your family's demise, the money you tooled, fueled lovers with lies, not poor nor error light, but a cracked open duel, it could be your highlight, what's going on inside.

added

bites a cotton handkerchief her face narrows in delay but gives no signal little wonder on that line like ribbons on a nosegay she bites a cotton handkerchief sunlight floods the gates.

Penny

Waiting for the train, an ordinary day a breeze, on methadone you never pray, Amtrack kicks up a spray, this isn't my scene. long journey nerves are frayed, its gone half past eight, she waves goodbye to dreams, i'm cool but burn with rage, the way she closes the gate, i still feel the heat, me who'll take the blame, carriage windows in the rain, it's never just to plead, that makes her shout too late, she'll always make me pay, you see what i mean, loving now with Tammy Ray, face narrowed to a scream.

Omaha

She measures a distance beaten, by public telephones, across fields of blue wheat, she won't bathe in wine or yeast, isolated but not alone, living by a rolling creek, a granny with rolled up sleeves, like the catechism she holds, and rifle next to the sheets, what better cure is a cry of ease, than to surrender perfume soaked, with a lover from the East, her drink is whisky free, ravaged lipstick Eau De Cologne, she whispers her feelings, secrets like lemons are seeping, from her white garden wall, she thinks to defeat them, carrying this load.

Nula

Ride through a field of corn, my lover asks, dance like you were never born, an altar to pray upon, how can you live like that, my heart beats without scorn, i want to tell her soon, roar like a big cat, i'm not a fool to dream, flee this love that's torn, the kids are on the flat, my loving ain't done, spirit an ancient charm, from this little chat, gallop beneath a perfect sun, run before a following storm, its not much to ask, ride the rails, fly this form, adjust the Ray Bans.

Nika

Do you know better, wonder still if stripped, you read the letters, wiser than a caress, kissing your finger tips, wearing a little dress, Aretha your request, rolling off your hips, drinking San Miguel is best, forget easy duress, awaiting ships, the sun at its crest, Naples all undressed, but you laugh and skip, plenty of time to rest, dance a lovers set, forget what you've hid, Sixth Fleet back again, like little kids.

Nancy

Did you fake our marriage, you'd gamble anything, to avoid that passage, your daughter's carriage, all your could have been's, only trouble at that Vendage, was it different with others, including those who dream, called you to the barrage, unpolished clouds of image, while a calendar screams, siphons off what you presage, smells of river and rain, blowing dust on your schemes, your wild arrangements, howling for advantage, chasing numbers with ease, maybe you can calculate, reasons you're not free.

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Zani

I want to be free, says my lover from on high, my lyre at blue coracle speed, between her hand and the sea, eyes opaque as she looks at sky, her cigarettes wait greedily, she's on a funnel gazing spree, a horizon that's bright, she thinks she's a celebrity, the power is choking me, kind but sheds no light, on what she calls her mystery, she'll stand no scrutiny, places she knows she's right, its a short step to eternity, can't you please see, where in exploding certainty, the urge for harmony, fires rage at night.

Zulfina

I'm sat here in the lee, shuddering to be caught, this is not me, my lover is asking, a penny for your thoughts, what is right about infidelity, i see her eyes momentarily, dancing on thorns, read me inconclusively, oh its so useless really, being a liar adrift forlorn, waiting for the next scene, each uncertainty prays reason, will struggle to be born, alongside this feeling, i can't dream of empathy, a broken uneven wall, the booming of the sea, echoed in your call.

Yanni

I am silent like the breeze, we are leaving from Glasgow, i toy at pasta and think about ringing, but i haven't got the energy, she is such a miserable cow, this old friend of Louise, my new Italian girl and me, the American Bar is where she goes, different there from Barlinnie, where she spent time unhappily, i can’t let her know, what's been going on since Disney, she doesn’t really scare me, but thinks we can carry on somehow, brightly shining at our new party, in perfect sun the train's asleep, its almost like i'm going home, i paint my face with ease, it fits me when i feel alone.

Xanthia

Men, the colour of death, ask if we can cope, or if they can help, assist our search for wealth, throw away the rope. unmeasure lengths of distance, what dreams have we kept, they ask, the dopes, sat at the bar like berefts, do they think of us as lepers, like Diane Arbus in New York, laugh at us caress, our tickets from the Pen, the bleeding worm of hope, deep within our breasts, they ask about our breath, how long before we show, in trains on stations left, their look of gravestones.

Veronica

Where do we hope to be, our bodies twist and groan, in wine or over easy, worms of cemetery quarantine, resist their combing, and dance like honey bees, then you my lover seize, this time to make scones, in a house behind the sea, we swore we'd never agree, on Sundays to live alone, sunlight shifts the alley, how beautiful and so lovely, your neck smooth as bone, when my torso pulls free, will you help me see, your face by the water, somewhere far from ecstasy, tell us all we know ?

Sola

Your tune resonates, still hangs in blue trees, a web across my face, was it out side Marseilles, where you sang so clean, the year Lady passed away, couldn't get past your gaze, was shrunk on my heels, still hear that voice raise, you didn't hesitate, down fallen streets, you kept us dancing angel, your ma all broken rage, in that post war scene, before your fame, but what you created, before your disease, still leaves me prostrate, at your feet.

Skaya

If i asked for a name, to shame your dull life, would you think me insane, your consoling betrays, a greater hurt than mine, where does it lay, as i dance my evasions, whispering to the night, between you and hate, aboard the roaring train, bring me to the fire, make me sing like rain, to quell the burning flames, give the peace of Aquinas, teach me how to tame, the illusions i crave, thrill me with wine, love me with fifty claims, praise this time.

Ruby

What brings me to this night, lets me pray at previous tears, to the walls this life, when you can easily cry, or dance before demons, H block kids who wonder why, regular as the five and dime, lemon tart as their fears, knives a sparkly birth right, you see the creep of moon, stars are white and clear, before any whispered sigh, the cool evening night, bereft of drama or lonely pier, comes when debt's put right, see the road with inner sight, we live or die in here, the first one offers wine, others circle near.

Lala

Sometimes i am squeezed, with the smiles she makes, her manner sleepy easy, love lights mark her cheeks, Nina is playing, by the old Levee, when she was free, New Orleans was shaking, washed sea green, the moon her leader, knows what she's doing, in a magnolia cotton sheet, her long gait and knees, pulls at my traces, makes a whispered plea, does it scare me really, listening to the rain, in a room that creeks, then turns opaque.

Reina

mix this with soft o and soft u glove, love, rub, tub, dove,nub, scrub,plug,dug,rug, hard u, hard i You remember that tune, take your time, do you want me hum it for you, the face that haunts you, forgives all generous lies, draws your fire, beats true, will you who live always rue, mysteries of your line, hear rain tick off a boom, listen to the wind croon, shudder with the wine, down your next avenue, an ongoing family feud, the early shipwreck signs, a golden dawn flaunts you, marks your ruin, rubbishes all your designs, gathers the spirit, disses you, don't look frightened.

Rhianna

Does your husband's curfew, make you to suffer still, light holy candles be rude, give money to every fool, see you stumble, fall ill, draw salt at your blues, incant you with perfume, when life becomes shrill, cut your love collect dues, or will they see a river bloom, worrying at the chill, of someone else's moods, the ones who say see you soon, turn laughter to dust still, with dreams of good news, put you in a Catholic refuge, scrub away your thrills, hold freedom sing awful tunes, worry about your will ?

Roshin

Those little bits of you, ignore schemes that immobilise, you need more than hooks, don't settle for any news, roll, dance, find someone wise, stay at sea, or brook, philosophers who soothe, only the edge is fine, find your own truth, read all your books, they always give reasons why, don't overlook, your piece of ruin, seize the time 'as mine,' wear jeans and shiny shoes, fall for anyone's Blues, try to inspire, why you always pay dues, take me to the fire.

Rori

My time gone by unspoken, not even drunk enough to try, afraid of kids, family broken, our place gone by boarded, beyond the grave here's a why, love here feels crowded, bridges where we stand soaking, outside heaven’s why, you look shrunk and folded, a mystery horizon foreboded, come on love you sigh, sing a song don't blow it, feels like i've been sold, being brave only to try, and question this summer’s form, to rescue god or coax, a button from the sky, not just some little token, more to wear with pride.

Ria

My weekend sings, des chit chat, une espresso, when no one rings me, the silent majority, dejeuner avec lavorro, have no time to sing, not for them the sea, Martini, Amaretto, my coastline is free, of consumptive vulgarity, no lunchtime cornetto, needs vitiate me, let them scream, pasta, wine, siesta i'm my best Sunday dream, say stupid things, at evening's excess stroll at my beach, a lonely success.

Rona

She wakes in golden belief, the sound of a Holsum van, and wonders about a novena, each dance is a feast, moves her like no one can, every tune lets them see her, like the wood colour season, the bars are full of men, she drinks within reason, they rise to greet her, she graces them with elan, each sea green evening, but barefoot pays the heating, its better than having plans, a cabin makes it easier, if communion is a keeper, between rich and poor man, justice brings no lesion, she won’t refuse women.

Qudira

You laugh like Camus, the desert doesn't frighten you, your flowers hang in ruin, we go to meet the few, my partner faintly rues, writers who exude, an almond like bloom, on a weary afternoon, against a sea looking blue, nothing here to scare you, just the yellow truth, poetry of her tunes, she 'phones someone new, 'pillow talk' she soothes, ‘we're at the Belle D'Omjou,' come and see the view, powdered to make you swoon, her fragrance like glue, saturates the room.

Quare

Your failed blown kisses, reach a maritime shingle, crying across the Ithmus, down the Atlantic, they dance and tingle, turn the blue vista, to wriggle from crisis, waves tight mingle, sea birds dash the sunlight, where you stand faceless, for the terms fingled, by a wind lashed gate, high on resistance, you hear my canticle, a quotation of pieces, sometimes you miss, the remain to be single, do you hold consistence, instead of a ring ?

Queenie

She pinned a shamrock on us, as if literature was our freedom, the ones from the Terminus, like a school bound mistress, puffed out her cheeks, she listened to our issues, on Atlantic avenue's blues, where the winds freeze you, she made us feel useful, Brooklyn’s steamy closeness, her retirement at St Stephen's, jellies, anniversaries, toasts, she died at the Angelus, listening to the Swingle singers, joy her last impetus, we stood around coming close, Fulton street market, oh Jesus, our dollars and fancy clothes, the bridge a nodding reason.

Quita

Alone at the bus station, you ask for a smoke, are you a patient, in the green coat waiting, who goes for broke, the prodigal girl crazy, who’ll sweep elation, like Gypseys fix roads, in desire to escape, wooden benches forsaken, the way you joke, drunk on the pavement, a red letter fragrance, lost in lipstick, a ghost, your bottle taken, dark glasses no relation, telephone your hosts, your heart's not to blame, while pennies fall.

Quedesha

Your mother said, a drop of blood, does not bring death, not in your stealth, nor for your good, it merely slakes the bed, for sun, moon, the earth, it will bring no ruin, closer to your tread, for the ones who've left, persuade this one to soothe, things that fit together, if that makes sense, yellow sand, tidal flood, a late love at its crest, your house unending, patched and creaked by wood, mend your fences, before the dust.

Petta

Do you wonder unsown, beneath evening trees, as if you'll ever know, remembering those photos, of your family, spread all over now blown, in dusty places around, dancing like the breeze, down our street our town, and that one of your Da, the fellow he seized, Mother's words now Pa, looked after, time shown, Sunday suits clean, houses bought,money down, starched shirt, reposed, an army at ease, large hands still foreign, to that history.

Patsy

Do you wonder unsown, beneath evening trees, as if you'll ever know, remembering those photos, of your family, spread all over now blown, in dusty places around, dancing like the breeze, down our street our town, and that one of your Da, the fellow he seized, Mother's words now Pa, looked after, time shown, Sunday suits clean, houses bought,money down, starched shirt, reposed, an army at ease, large hands still foreign, to that history.

Pamela

Will you spend, a life of pain, trying to defend, or learn to give, by careful ways, make a shift, blow onto life, where fire makes trade, in difficult times, don't act in holy cradle, within your reign, all flames are wakes, what can you say, dressed in cellophane, sheltered from rain, you can buck the trend, chained to your gains, your love expend, to greater days.

Pilar

Ok, watch me dance, what you do with lovers, who know about finance, but have no peace, with all your troubles, your features ill at ease, your broad brimmed hat, placed next to Rioja, dark glasses,poor Caritas, you suck on Gambas, with a raging tolerance, shout Hijos de Huelva, at unshaven waiters, who run for cover, are my legs the shakers, that make you prance, our life left to suffer, carry on great artisan, venerate your mother.

Pietra

You tear me apart, i'm the fool you say, you're not so smart, to fly my web, or hold my face, say it's in my head, you look at the moon, ask wouldn't it be great, to live in Vera Cruz, my sanctity gone, she's poised but waits, in distance alone, the psychiatrist in her, . swears emotion is blackmail, i'll sell my shares, my wrinkled parts, i firmly state, are for your heart, she smiles,hesitates.

Orestes

When you waved ta ra, tried to make me shiver, i died at that bar, what you said was rotten, your love of ports and rivers, from your battered car, this lonely beach in my head, your stories all delivered, bottles, tar, tidal wood, your strings of denials, between carpets as my lover, left as reminder, a tide, to forget me when i thirst, or a tale remembered, that you come first, don't disturb lands of la la, or say love’s your ember, Santa Fe, Kobe, Antofagasta, somewhere you'll go under.

Mary

Don't leave it for someone else, at the house of the spirit, tell lies seal your depths, have me crying in your debt, pushed to my limits, perish that awful image, to be like canvas flesh, bones chilled like a relic, loved only by my friends, nail a horse in middle distance, wait while thirst is gritted, be the blessings of my drift, show concern my every instant, escape by ship with killers, take decisions on the torrent, rejoice with hidden incense, circle your life that minute, hands raised wind swept, you have my ticket.

Maisie

Strained in my moaning, small wonder in this place, heart beats against bone, bus ticket a turning wheel, blown by the rain, she listens to my weeping, laughs at all my treats, the useless games, needed to deceive, the foray of her visits, shadows yesterday's blame, tins chocolate biscuits, bites at a cotton 'kerchief, the ribbons of a day, sunlight streaks her face, a sea whipped home, a tornado for my cage, incarcerated lips groan, you're dancing again. alone by the beach wondering what to say or search to be, ignore their testimony, given by offertory, adore me offering no diety no need to break free see my swirling feet

Milly

Here's the question, why on a secret phone, behind a crushed request, you suffer whispers, in hushed magenta tones, a light yet sore trespass, the reason you’re like this, flushes within your core, to escape their hit list, a lemon colour of insistence, says you've been honed, to blow away insouciance, your voice calls afresh, no one really condones, a lonely time of sentence, you are careful of inquests, faces blue as bone, illicit sisters' cigarettes, you smoke as your own.

Madeleine

Round a futile exercise pen, try to guard your fears, no need to tell them, light a path to heaven, plan the atmosphere, a smoky hazy den, holds bones of lonely leaven, know the need for tears, you have done your seven, it brings no credence, no everything is here, keep Junk in the distance, a worn blanket around you, that picture's now clear, by jail and changed retinue, dream of quilted linen, sunshine on the pier, liberty not dinner, your time is coming near.

Mariana

There's no such release, alone by the beach, wondering who adores me, or if there are others, eager to leave, memories like lovers, mascara streaked faces, lemon blue by the sea, showing glorious taste, echoing in their bones, my Davy Jones’s feet, who say no need to roam, or search to be, ignore their testimony, given by offertory, coins dance easy, my insides screech, between home and conceit, i need to break free.

Louisa

The love you gave away, dissolved or delayed, keeps hurt at bay, in troubles or forgiveness, don't let it reign, by Calendar or catechism, stay sane of certain dread, that caps your flame, keep that in your head, the difficult questions, don't tell your tales, refuse requests, drunk as a banshee, to dance amongst trays, when problems rage, cafe's swell with rain, brilliatined waiters, whisper your name, seek solace every day.

Lorraine

When she dismisses us, calls us jokers and thieves, we thank you sister, for ignoring our resistance, and crossing the sea, supplying what’s necessary, telling us of distance, that resides out of reach, but should never be fixed, she cares who we are, arms swinging free, hanging like stars, from telegraph wires, or the sky that deems, to soften any crisis, by jellies and Christmas, as sunlight leaps, she let's no one forget us, knows it’s not easy.

Karen

You wait for my duress, and take me for your needs, spit saliva at the crest. children left without success, this cabin is your creed, you only crave excess, sobbing with the tide, power is your creed, across this shining coastline, my dreams echo bush land, of wine dark desert scree, Murray river's far command, we bathed and drank all evening, but you don't want to see, the wounds of my history, bewitched by my concordat, they'll tie my feet and spurn me, know i'm better than that, love lies weeping.

Kristina

God is my breakfast test, summer within a lover's storm, don't i feel blessed, smiling dangerously, with her twigging lymphoma, the troubles start with me, howling with tremendous being, her complaints grow enormous, she’s a lightning seed, for her own epiphany, a thunderous performance, before even Dejeuner, music roars from her Beat box, a fist inside me claws, opens another bottle, a Samuel Beckett palimpest, acting like she's never been born, please give it a rest, we dance around the floor. .

Janessa

Here's a thought for you, do you wonder who comes first, with all your time to rue, wish I’d never been born, ask if i thirst, when summer breaks its form, your canticle, the sea is blue, leaves you little time for mirth, or know each homeless fugue, was it by book or 'phone, you palmed your lies well versed, to know how i'd blow, will you try again this evening, to run cursed, from those lonely dreams, debts unpaid and hate accrues, stars and sails converse, they reach beyond your pew, it’s not me you scare.

Julia

Wind hush,bog splashed ruin, where is self besides the night, a simple wakening to love, then the breath rushes, like an Arctic skite, other times a jungle crush, we wrap ourselves in covers, under fear of dying, orange trees leaves whisper, sooth a city's muffled din, a snuffled dry exercise, more than her shuddered sin, how different this dark room, to other imaginary fights, my partner says we're doomed, other bars, twilight, rain gloom, she bites me, i ask her why, she sniffs and hums a tune, says I’m stupid to lie.

Honey

She was sinking slowly, we are leaving red Palermo, we eat pizza and think of home, it takes energy to roam, she is such a generous soul, this girl has stripped my bones, she's an Italian lover, a five and dime honey down home, but different from New York, where she works unhappily, we keep up a chatterful tone, since our time on Trapani, men who want to reach us, try to circle our thrones, fade into yellow nothingness, sunlit train tracks groan, nowhere like where we're going, she doesn't want to moan, paints her face for show.

Haya

Those highland whistles, lets you know, what her people would chisel, the corridor sourball blue, their wiles will show, her dancing smile in tune, garroted by your ready steps, she hurts you with her no, still looking above the crest, a knife wound to the sea, a young woman free to bestow, love to lowland harmony, the engine screaming, you realise by winter furlough, she’s not done dealing, for the lands of the thistle, she’ll only warm her toes, stifle yawns around a chasm, dream of places to go.

Fara

This fluctuating strumpet year, is going to be different lady, in our briny bumbling tears, everything here to regale us, we go down to the city by train, the long journey of August, cocaine is our baby, we accept her burnt cheer, hailing us to the cradle, ease of lovers in our trading, Sparta, Corinth, Ainsdale, please end these days, we are lazy please show me, no need to feel ashamed, the peace of Aquinas, tell me there is nothing to fear, or go money crazy, remind me of what is here, heal my mess find a way.

Evana end Sept 2016 starts up another series Molly 3 above from unused/modified poems page 13 down

Give me my broken jewels, let me laugh through tears, you won't dance with fools, under cold white stars, golden waters hold no fear, you can’t stand the bars, my dreams are further shores, don't bring others near, give me money for my chores, when you smile i remember, those ached for years, when you were tender. turn your head, mouth a kiss, make me not want to hear, how could i ever resist, stronger fates in your rule, your perfume costs me dear, lemon being is my school, meaning very clear.

Delilah

You laugh like Camus, but it’s not the heat, deserts don't frighten you, you’d say that fools, always miss the beat, when looking at ruins, you are like an almond, brown and seventeen, before the wind, will you blow away, like their leaves, nothing to harm your stay, just the yellow and grey, poverty of hurt dreams, poems on hot spring days, inside you hum a tune, turn your head at screams, ignore the blues, your spirit sunk deep.

Deborah

My parents say i'm plucky, sometimes without grace, you don't know how lucky, children with single women, Oh you'll be okay, just give them room, Our Lady holds my heart, no matter games they play, on cold lit parts, my Da was unfaithful, lost within his ways, he'll always be dull, asks me for money, chants without praise, at my kids communion, a goody two shoe sucker, i no longer sway, before their truculence, am over obeying.

Xona

Why won’t you let me see, please don’t bind my feet, i only asked for freedom, consolation of his seed, a human soul or shady tree, beside these heaving beings, i sing you all a Huda, a bitter chant of make believe, for your eyes on destiny, as you wait for trains, you swarm of human need, only song remains, the dancing wound of Syria, Greece and a moonlit sea, rock of Simon Peter, Europe hear my keening, New York light a greeting, boatmen cry'time to leave', sail or enter history.

Xiang

Do we know how to give, live a lifetime of greed, to bring us to love, do you sometimes jib, if it’s in our creed, our gift to wonder, what about your lover, with all her surly needs, the yellow light hid, does her face have a number, bear witness to your ease, a high heeled slumber, would you tell her in sin, or life's end in weeds, it was me spinning fibs, how we have to limit, knowing too much to see, stones,flowers,pieces of drift, to conjure freedom.

Xaria

Truth was never easy for you, especially on this campaign, your breath warm fish glue, frightened on my lips, this no child’s game, iron scabbard at the hip, what am I doing being blue, chasing my days, with a woman like you, who cannot be bought, outside of slavery, a sheath of cotton wrought, around your lies, golden trinket silken delay, all your crass disguise, better to be true, face down outrageous claims, sail by stars to Maputu, Africa on your blade.

Xena

Our ship leaves Trinity Bar, in darkness and green light, to Africa or further far, tell me, tell me daughter, your lips a place of fight, why sail among this slaughter, Bow spit carries your alarm, when bells ring out the night, will we meet our patriarch, like a song across the sea, the Maghreb is within sight its warm embrace holy, when i touch your sweet star, across this shining bite, it warns of useless pillars, eternal hope of semaphore, rose petals of sweet delight, crusted bird cried orators, your eyes a constant flight.

Veronica

Sister what was that time, when I prayed on trains. sweated for a child, did you see me climb, a drain pipe in the rain, not me who derided, poets from another scene, God is not to blame, our love not a dream, in our tears and brine, we say it just the same, you turn away your eyes, anchors bind my feet, prows ply ancient lanes, we sit beside the sea, you laugh a demented chime, cannot bear to say, nothing seems to rhyme, you are not my slave.

Victoria

More than any laughter, love seeps around her knees. like broken water, inflated or in despair, she can cry when released, or wonder if anyone cares, but this life isn't hell, to that other disease, a used cartridge drum knell, she stands by the river, swears she'll never believe, the games of that woman, in matters of litigation, she knows what she's leaving, a quiet celebration, times that brought her, a yellow light of feasting, she dreams of autumn, to do what she pleases.

Tanya

Her day is just beginning, she dances in the tide, fresh and alive and kicking, she kills me with that spin, next to me like a bride, twists her lips like shillings, around a constant cigarette, tobacco blonde full of lies, a dancer not famous yet, like the sea off Burbo Bank, her smile beams estuary wide, arriving where my heart sank, she isn’t from Ireland, who never left a family’s side, but came here alone, a Medea used to thrilling, who knows when she can ride, you need demand anything, sunlight,water,sky.

Tabbatha

She's happy let her go, the woman loved you, friends say she's not alone, you didn't treat her right, she sings of past trouble, now she has another side, do you understand why, hair curled, she dances perfumed, a mirror to your lies, how she left the ruins, why lemons melt at Smyrna, a sea of cotton ribbons, burned and stinking stew, forged by your rotting lips, church bells mewl, the end is in your flow, let her reach this room, don't sow doubt get old, live another's gloom.

Thomasina

Don't leave your schemes, with nursing assistants, joy for lost leanings, that's for blond curls, don’t travel that distance, you were never that girl, but a shipwrecked rover, a golden gate sister, Paver of those coming after, spreader of resistance, a ridder of injustice, you graced by your stance, how different is midnight, the burdens of hospice, angels with white lights, when death lies dreaming, 'te deum' banish Christmas, don't expire keening, no one does it for us .

Rania

Before you turned to me, and carried me with your bite, i knew what it was to be free, what gave you that legitimacy, on love i thought was right, the fire you released, ships fanned for their speed, whispered sails at night, you were my every need, in a sunlit garden at Thebes, a power beyond my sight, you left me solitary, three days i wept inside, whole cities heard me cry, knowing my song denied, wailed out our island creed, don't spare me your delight, like a broken scream, the furies in my smile.

Rain

On an island is a mission, behind where cruise ships lay, she makes it her monument, any chance number, for every penny paid, makes her wonder, she needs a clear decision, her mind awash with waves, from this green oasis, why she has to run, by unwashed signs each day, outsiders walk under, betrayed by sons and issue, who only act like knaves, she hurries to confession, there is a lovely sunset, she passes by the wraiths, her face a sweet mirror, at a beachouse says a blessing, for drinkers and the dazed, all those others gone missing, whose luck never plays. departing tourist games, she hears the laughter, sees beach like wraiths, dance beneath sun and madness, belayed by sons and issue, they are not to blame, she skirts around the kissing, make an unlit confession, feels the convent'sweet glaze, a scented loving admission, touches ancient flame. night winds sing forever, fire and distant thunder,

Rabiah

Please don’t let them see, why you ring my feet, i only asked for freedom, your consoling love, a village soul and shady tree, here in this crowded boat, i sing to you all of woods, a bitter chant of make believe, in your eyes all that's good, we have coursed with blood, this swarm of human seed, the only thing we could, to smell the wound of Syria, Lesbos and a moonlit sea, broken what we can't retrieve, slave ships know our keening, hands with heavy greeting, shout ' it's time to leave,' we melt to history.

Quantilla

If i'm not too late, i'll dance with you, each evening by your gate, swept by your ribbons, melted lemon blue, your yellow hair and whispers, down fallen roads, my mother says only be true, but she doesn't know, your love and mine, our trips to secret venues, flowers smell like wine, i'm lucky in love, no church reason or virtue, your sky sails above, in this time of hate, make me swoon, take me as your mate, let them rumour.

Quella

Across my forearm lover, my sleeve a chance number, she points to the others, her face a sweet mirror, garett astonished wonder, hearing the whispers, I feel myself crumble, how the world slumbers, at this illicit silver, night winds sing forever, beyond our daily jumble, they make our days hover, fighting over what is done, fire and distant thunder, why we had to run, one unwashed sign above us, outsiders walk under, some won't make sunset, scattered,sundered.

Oriana

Give me demon jewels, and let me laugh through tears, i will dance with fools, under cold white stars, golden gowns stroke my fears, i can't believe this farce, my dreams are for other scenes, citizen comrades brought near, given money to preen, i smile and remember, those ached for years, when there was no pretending, i turn my head,shrug a look, don't want to hear, what she's done, her long gait and twisted cool, the perfume costs me dear, my whole life being cruel, who will pay the seer ?

Pina

Yes, go on, watch me dance, you know about horses, but you'll never have a chance, what you do is prance, show others around the course, all the has been losers, you smoke look askance, watch me sing myself hoarse, what you might wonder, where others have lanced, they rake me worse, their blues like flowers, you hold my hand and ask, what is life without remorse, swigging whisky from a flask, your scheming tells me that, the trick is being taught, sour tongue lonely chit chat, eyes forever caught.

Paloma

My time goes by unspoken, afraid of family especially Pa, our farm closed and broken, which hand did you hold, inside the stables pathway bar, sun struck leaves me sore, my days scattered unfold, no one sees my star, or hears a silent roar, that memory won't emote, chime or beat of bell jar, awaken lost Mariposa, steal away like a ghost, elbow grease a foreign bar, have to deal with cuckolds, see the crime as a token, why not say tu voir, not so easy to let it go, we never travel far.

Osta

She says a dawn novena, and worries about her feet, dancing who will see her, love's a trick to trap her, not knowing her own to keep, or equipped for street scenes, every tune makes its mark, bars fuel her sole conceit, blonde singers and wood yards, they rise to greet her, but when morning turns green, she prays alone forever, wondering if there is a heaven, more than any depth of need, betting is always evens, perhaps with a communion beat, maybe a retreat, she can rescue everything, that makes her dream.

Octavia

Will she dip me now, make me drink more drink, sit and wonder how, her eyes beaten brown, she dances on the brink, this Summer long, the heat off her brow, gathers and sinks, what she might plan, like a ship's clown, a display dull pink, scatters her lines, constrained i wait near, know what she's thinking, her intentions are clear, i won't need a path, never a shrink, a new lover somehow, time to blink.

Oona

Like a swathe of flowers, your lace covered arms, disguise a family ruin, you glide between lovers, does the chemical farm, rock your tunes, creak you like a tower, swing you by the yard arm. stir lazy paint drums, do you brighten,bellow, fugue with alarm, at the absence of glue, a cow here and now, make you feel warm, dance light or blue, rage about you gather, an absence of charm, drugs are your cavern, rain washed barn.

Molly

Could you love me, you think you dare, the way she used to be, look at me, i seethe, is it my grey hair, you're scared to dream, at drinks on glossy evenings, would you care, the nights i spent free, with someone's being, time of certainty with her, fresh at thirty three, blowing like steam, your eyes are flared, singing out a scream, what might have been, not all that far, from a life of ease, you,my new Queen.

Magda

You whisper love, on throwaway 'phones, your ravaged face a moon, an arc of pearl doves, a lifetime learning to moan, fly to those who give, luminous as a sign, above the credit zones, your search to earn, is that why you use, linen and eau de cologne, does it make them come, you wear a hooded front, like saints show their bones, it massages your soul, take your rest above, or in gardens lie prone, beyond police sirens, your star is not alone.

Marena

What you would never do, stuff you swore, ride horses in fields of blue, dance again to the moon, pray to broken laws, like a saddled broom, my partner swoons, what are you saying this for, only fools live out of tune, i want to run away doomed, take holy orders, drain summer into June, rage at every heirloom, divide it by whores, leave you here to stew, a fool to give you room, you lay a heavy score, my almond eyes are ruined, love is raw.

Kara

Don't talk to me and pause, pretend at an interesting life, we've heard all your tales before, but she's your daughter, sea ports and rivers don't lie, say you lived when you walked, waved ta ra, she writhed and kicked inside, what you wrote was rotten, then a missive suddenly appears, from somewhere off your spies, Kobe, Manilla, Tangiers, left as a reminder, a taste, you forgot as she cried, sailing out from every place, sometimes we dance alive, bottles no longer tether our why. wonder what else you'll try, we'll live before we die.

Karen

You'd gamble on anything, your friends say, including the Easter calendar, i wonder kissing your lips, watching cormorants in the bay, roll into harbour like ships, did you think of us then, salt and perfume not far away, clean their wings in wind, did you think of us then, smoking or kneeling to pray, going out as you came in, smiles for other lovers, what an image they make, songs drift one to another, was your life a fake, a search for nights betrayed, where the road takes, numbers to your grave.

Kaira

The corridor deadly blue, her smiles don’t show, what your ancestors refuse, strangled by swaying steps, she'll hurt you with her no, that dancing smile at rest, is she looking for the chance, to take your tales and show, the sorrowed lands of distance, a knife wound to the sea, a young woman free to bestow, love to a midnight dream, the engine screaming, descending by mountain furrow, is she still scheming, to warm her toes, ferment desire, a place with windows, around your fire.

Jana

2008 wasn't finished with me, not after that screening, my partner Sandra G, the photographer of breasts, unashamed melanoma dreams, is up for a festival, what should have been, dazzling different by the sea, has to fit her chemotherapy, howling down the 'phone, raging in midstream, she shouts through her bones, poets don't die intestate, swept away like leaves, sometimes they dance and stay, she still dances on knowing how i feel, still the only one, laughing at the seams.

Jolee

Smoking a cigarette, a lover's old face appears, fulsome not lonely yet, geese rise and sail, haunt the sky like deer, i knew her in jail, a snow blanket around me, she always cheered, ice blue as the sea, colours of the Argentine, not anyone could go near, where she had been, absorb the certain dread, that brought her here, a place safe to tread, a woman who loved, blew flame across fear, shared jokes in the dust, then disappeared.

Jayleen

We stand by unlit lamps, a tree, a bridge, shaking, waiting like tramps, for kindness to share, red lips white faced, cigarettes without care, listening to that song, wine sipped and champagne, who needs to belong, the cleave of crowded bars, cargo ships and freighters, rooms with dark marks, we can be happy here, watching the rain, tack down the naked café’ you would not hear me, say straighten out our game, ask how much we pay, shuffle what remains.

Idell

What if the stars are great, my daughter slowly fades, lonely and in pain, doesn't matter what drugs she takes, the walls are still grey, in her cell she hesitates, listens to the clock, on yellow wing what’s to say, her phone is still blocked, her kids have done screaming, confined within their days, lilac as the evening, they see the creep of moon, watch time roll away, I’ve seen them happy, laugh on school mornings, since she’s been away, but they visit 5 and eight, and each night pray.

Illustria

Here's something for you, if you think you come first, with all your places to go, you’re not enough born, to rage against thirst, when summer gets torn, the sea still surrounds you, have you time for mirth, home’s not a clue, by book or by 'phone, your trail well versed, to know you'll be going, will you try this evening, drive away swearing, pass a naked cafe' to where all debt is burst, salt and stars like glue, blown in the easy air your eyes dead blue.

Isabella

In days of autumn fire, night rides black and cold, stars come out like ice, no matter what we sing, the wind is fierce and bold, it knows which bells to ring, the love of dreaming, if we're not at home, a flame across the sea, our love calls frequently, on mobile ‘phones, no lack of scheming, absence replaces fear, tells us we're not alone, no matter what we think, in the yellow evening, you appear atoned, a name for everything, written on a board.

Irene

Who do you want to suffer more me or your blessed lover outside the cafe' Du Coursse it’s a perfect sunny evening kids looked after by mothers is your love done by keeping as if you know better in life between the covers to get rid of evidence you think you’re clever wiser than the others in the cotton jet set Ray Bans on the terrace September withers another burning furnace drink whisky with a soda evening's sour ball colour a breeze comes from somewhere will you close the shutters

Holly

My own breakfast test feel a lover's trauma don't i feel blessed sailing as we speak with a raging lymphoma all her troubles leak howl like the wind complaints amorphous a drowning sound that sinks like lead a real performance pictures in my head jukebox in the kitchen everything roars seeks wine at 8 am like she’s never been born chocolate with toast operate another form act the holy one.

Hera

If its children and dogs just be what you are in a warm hazy fog that's what you want from the river Alt sea roses in your font but help me realise what's going on in someone else's dreams close to here pictures bear a lonely scar for all my needs dancing on egg shells fires everywhere marked by your iron bell plant a seed bring me what i want time at least beneath a fading star

Hannah

Paintings are my scene museums have a lonely grace hearing screams I stare out of canvas that's really my fame the world my caravan from summer nights or gas fired winter places how often do I lie heaven for you to look upon the scent of my face you are like M Duchamp who before me rushes buttered names like waves his Fountain flushes unshaven waiters bring cognac to my table orange in measured spaces my oiled frame.

Lacey May

In a spartan cafe' reclaimed from the sea let me tarry blonde or wispy dark like a coming enemy shadows make marks dawn the falling rain saddened at the infirmary echo of empty cradle doctor's sad smile more than we can ever be love gone by miles on hospital alleyways the absence of heartbeat sound of a dismal train it whistles the length of St Anthony’s quay loss brings no certainty to sorrow again

Lara - begins the broken stanza series of 250 poems going forward after Naked Lunch.

The turn of lovely days scourge her great freedom a river estuary the streets and diners awaken a sense of ease solace out of time not her real home stupid walk these yellow streets wrath of Madam Cupid where debts get paid beneath cool trees blue drinks hang on trays Our lady holds her heart in the cold light seasons whenever luck departs no matter what bell rings the river will release a sister from another city across broken seas.

Lise +10 poems down is on cunard file

Is there more to come 

your Da all scorn

does me down

trees and yellow flowers
wine and thorns

trips to country Mass

but its harvest time

you talk of New York                                                

my lucky find                                                                          

we danced with ease                              

through fields of corn                                           

in that post war scene                                    

your mother screached 

like a hurricane storm

but you were sweet                                    
as autumn dawned
we kissed at Cherbourg                            
seasons drawn                
on fine blue mornings